I bear you my fruit
My ravishing greens
Deep down to the core
I am warm for thee
But why Have you forsaken me?

You **** me dry
Cut down my trees
You seek to "Protect" me
And yet all you do is destroy
Never hear my cries, thoust not see?

No key to this lock
Only a thief could reach it
Lock picks are not cheap

One more word and I just might say
Yes she is gorgeous, but you left another in dismay
She laughs she smiles, cries
Craves salads or fries
She is mundane and proud
Proudly insane and loud
She may say she does not care
But caring if the people stare
Words cut her wrist
Resisting assist
But no she is so strong
Strong, maybe wrong

Wrongly right
Rightly kind
very judged
Judging blind
She is just another girl
But one of a kind
Don't let them tell you are not
They must be out of their mind

Life throws me a grenade
A lemon if you will
The sourest it could find
I like sour, but still

At some point I need sugar
But the effort is not but strife
So my only option is
To throw the lemon back at life

How dare you?
You are a slow killer
The pesticide, to me, the butterfly
I flutter around freely in the wind
I soak up a drop of your honey
And your hidden poison takes control
The worst part?
You know you are doing it
You know it is happening
You know you cannot do anything
But yet you do not acknowledge it
Me
You are sweet honey poison
The suffering never felt so so amazing
So cruel
What do I do?
I do what I can do
Do you do what you can do?
No, you do nothing
Just sit
Let me chose
Chosing the wisest is always the most difficult
But the wise follow their hearts
Hearting what hurts us
Human correct?
On track you take me
Me, the butterfly
You hold me
Tell me sweet words
And then let the train run through me
The course of your honey poison
I loathe the pleasure so
So I say to you my dearest
*******.

Winter is near
Will you hold me my dear?
Or will you hold another
The answer is yes, I fear

Winter is close
Will you wipe nose?
Or will you just tell me to get medicine
Not a care if I overdose

Winter is cold
Will you tell me what's untold?
Or will you stare in silence
I pray you are bold

Winter will be gone
Will you be thankful it is done?
Or be thankful I was by your side
Only you, not anyone

Else, my dear
Will you smile one more time?
When I say "Come here"
Please tell me you are mine

I am all me
Down to the T
Down to the jeans
Down to my feet

    Down to my shoes
    My laces
    My soles

    Down to the blues
    The traces
    In my soul

Nothing else makes me happy
Nothing I would rather be
I like being me
Down to the T